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so fancy this
you are a man of the grass
like any other herbal medicionary you take your medicine in the woods
in the winter the footprints tell you there've been people hanging around the parts you'd love to bum a smoke, so you don't smoke there, then you find bizzarre footprints in very far parts of thr forest, so you decide not to smoke in the forest and you take for your moldy attic instead
in the spring everybody is in the woods looking for flowers and checking out trees
in the summer everybody is in the woods shagging and actually logging down trees
and in the autumn. literally. every. single. corner. nook. and cranny. is covered by. fucking. shroomheads.
like I get it that I can't go pass 50 meters eithout running up some weirdo with a bag full of mycellium fruits but like I go pass two hills and spend immense amount of calories just to find a granny with a stick and a bag of mushrooms
enough is enough, everybody here is for a reason, and to throw away the idea that I'm here to inject marijuana in my veins I'll prove I'm just like them by picking the largest fungus in the forest and carrying it everywhere suggestively
in the end I didn't even find a calm spot, as when I tried later in the evening I became impatient and lit up kief just in a tertiary field only to find on my way back that just 130 meters away (rough estimate) was a pack of wild mushroomhunters giving me "the look"
yeet
they even asked if they could see my mushroom